another hit of blow

i  watched her read a poem
she said it was a letter
it wasn't until she got some nerve
that i could hear her better
she said she felt a little down
realized she had nowhere to go
there would be no exceptions
she took another hit of blow
she regarded herself as an artist
her anger had no limit
she offered me a small sum for my love
but she would have to win it
and out of courtesy to a fellow traveler
no one was at fault
it proved to be impossible to
bring her advances to a halt
i didn't want to meddle
i watched her hold a sign
it appeared the words were all misspelled
she told me it was mine
we moved to the Upper East Side
no charges could be brought
i heard her scream for rescue
at least that's what i thought
a boxer pounded with his fists
and a dog peed on her shoe
if there was money to be made
she knew this wouldn't do
i watched her out of compassion
she suffered from the start
but she sang my favorite song again
once more and with heart
she said she had a sweet affair
the man was a recluse
the more he tried to chain her up
the more that she felt loose
she said she felt a little down
realized she had no where to go
there would be no exceptions
she took another hit of blow